Great! I'm surrounded by villains!-Chapter 390 - 309: Dark Night is with You

Wizards’ witchcraft is an attack against the soul.

Though its destructive power may not seem strong, the damage it causes is irreparable and unhealable.

Just like Jiuyue at this moment, her eyes bloodshot with pain as she covered her chest with her hands, her consciousness and soul rapidly dissipating.

She had ultimately misjudged the ruthlessness of the Witch Ancestor’s methods, having no trust even in her own sisters. She thought that by escaping to the Reverse World she could evade the Witch Council’s surveillance, but the Witch Ancestor had placed a curse on her right from the start.

The blade was not only to make her experience the agony of her soul slowly fading away but also to prevent her from revealing the Witch Council’s plans to the others.

Among which, included the reason she was ordered to go to Blue Star and information about the Void Demon.

...

Meanwhile, within the Saintfield family space station.

The seated witch gazed at the sparkling champagne in her glass, a fleeting shadow of melancholy passing through her eyes.

The straw man doll floating in the air was gradually devoured by a dim green flame— the annihilation of a soul, signifying the loss of a friend who had assisted her in establishing the Witch Council for many years.

But for the ultimate victory, she had to make many tough decisions.

She elegantly crossed her legs, and beneath her sat Jean Saintfield, the ambitious man now bowing his proud head, kneeling on the ground, his hands supporting him on the floor, turning himself into a chair. His pupils were unfocused as if bewitched.

The witch drained the champagne from her glass.

The taste of victory was not sweet, but rather, somewhat bitter.

"Send a briefing to the Ashen Church Headquarters and take your flagship to the Corona Temple,"

she said, pausing for a moment.

Because of the Shanqi Commerce Association, the relations between the Saintfield family and other consortia had deteriorated rapidly, but she would provide the Ashen Church with a reason they could not refuse.

With this in mind, she spoke, "Tell them you’ve located the whereabouts of Dark Night."

"Yes, my master."

Jean Saintfield’s tone was stiff like that of a marionette.

He had ultimately followed in the footsteps of the previous Family Head.

As people often say, the Witch Council grants your wishes while also taking away some unexpected things from you.

.........

In the Reverse World, Duan Mingyuan also told Jiuyue about the Art of Curse Killing he understood.

Not long ago, he had helplessly watched as the "Falcon" of the Ashen Church died before him, the process lasting no more than ten seconds, his soul turning into nothingness.

Even Duan Mingyuan, who had coached many students to victory in resurrection matches, was at a loss.

As he said, the essence of the so-called resurrection matches was to use his Ability to reconstruct a vessel for those consciousnesses and energies that had not yet dissipated, but he could not create a new soul out of thin air.

In fact, he wasn’t so desperate to save "Falcon" at the time.

However, "Falcon’s" death led him to some contemplation.

As a healing member of the team, what should he do if someone used the Art of Curse Killing on his crew members?

"The answer lies in the direct transformation of the soul,"

after some thought, Duan Mingyuan found the solution, "The Art of Curse Killing is bound to an individual, a Lethal Hit, and so, once cursed by a witch, it cannot be defended against or dodged. Therefore, based on this characteristic, as long as the bound soul is transformed in advance, this ’guaranteed hit’, ’guaranteed kill’ bond can be broken."

Jiuyue listened very carefully.

She admitted that Mr. Mingyuan was a genius, and the atmosphere should have been very serious at the moment, but when she saw Jiuyue’s current appearance, she found it hard to suppress a smile.

Even pinching her thigh several times couldn’t contain the corners of her mouth from turning up.

"Although I’m grateful for your help, is this the only set of clothes you can make?"

Having survived a calamity should have been cause for joy, but Jiuyue just couldn’t feel happy about it at all.

A red top, blue knitted pants, and a straw hat.

This was truly a disaster.

She had lived for hundreds of years and had never lost her composure like she did today.

"This is my theory,"

Duan Mingyuan replied in a matter-of-fact tone, "As long as your soul is transformed into Monkey D. Luffy’s, the Art of Curse Killing imposed on you will naturally disappear."

Jiuyue’s vision went dark.

She was at a loss for words over Duan Mingyuan’s antics.

The art of soul transformation was among the most profound domains in mysticism, a realm that even the Witch Ancestor could only glimpse the surface of. Yet, with just that surface understanding, the Witch Ancestor was able to create many curses targeting the soul, along with spells that manipulate minds and turn humans into puppets.

However, Duan Mingyuan was able to directly reshape a soul.

It was hard for her to imagine how terrifying it would be if Duan Mingyuan applied his ability to curse killing.

Yet strangely, facing a sorcerer who theoretically might be more powerful than the Witch Ancestor, she couldn’t feel afraid but instead sensed a humorous essence about him.

This seemed to confirm a saying Jiuyue often saw when binge-watching series—never compare combat power with a comic relief character.

Seeing Jiuyue’s silent demeanor, Duan Mingyuan continued to explain, "I know this outfit isn’t suitable for a girl, so I made some modifications."

Upon hearing this, Jiuyue looked down.

The modification Duan Mingyuan was referring to must be the white bandages wrapped tightly around her chest.

The bandages were so tight that they hurt her a little, making it somewhat stifling to breathe.

Somehow, the bandages became stained with blood, making her look like someone who was injured in the chest.

When Jiuyue noticed this, he playfully gave her a thumbs up, "Jiuyue, we’ve known each other for so long, and this is the first time I’ve realized you’re so well-endowed!"

What are you two even talking about!

Is now really the time to discuss her chest size?

They should be discussing the Witch Ancestor’s plan, and the movements of the Witch Council!

A large number of Witch Council members have infiltrated the Eco-Ship, and with just one command from the Witch Ancestor, many innocents will suffer!

Jiuyue took a deep breath, she didn’t understand why these two could be so relaxed in the face of such a crisis, and she was almost led astray by them, too.

"Have you, perhaps, forgotten something important?"

She looked directly at Duan Mingyuan, trying to use words to save the two from going down the wrong path.

Duan Mingyuan met her gaze but, unfortunately, his eyes lingered on the bloodstains on the bandages, and after frowning for a moment, he finally came to a realization.

Thus, a blanket was handed to Jiuyue.

——"If you’re really embarrassed, just make do with this."

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